It's really a ghost [Comprehensive]

"So, you're here to tell me that you found the real Philip Hawke's body hiding place?" Lestrade looked at the clock subconsciously, Albert Hawke's Less than three hours had passed since the body was transferred to Barts Hospital.This case seems to be closed, after all, the murderer died on the spot, but maybe this case will become an unsolved case.After all, the murderer is dead, so they have no way to know where the real Philip Hawke's body was killed by him. If they were to do it, he felt that there was no clue at all.

The good detective took a deep breath, and said to Sherlock, who had curly hair in front of him, "Okay, tell me."

"The gentleman who is deeply involved in the drama--"

Lestrade looked behind Sherlock, and bravely interrupted Sherlock's interpretation, "Wait, why didn't Irene follow you?"

"Oh, she was writing the autopsy report in Buzz." Sherlock replied lightly, and put his hands in his coat pockets without seeing anything unusual.

Lestrade has not yet updated the latest gossip information - that is, no one has updated the progress of Sherlock and Irene's relationship with him now, and so far, the only one who knows that the two of them have advanced into boyfriend and girlfriend A certain person in the know is sinking in the face of the Diogenes Club he established. This person wants to go back in time and strangle this relationship in the cradle. How could he publicize it to the outside world? Said, just casually joked: "I thought she finally didn't want to jump up and down with you anymore, what are you doing looking at me like this? You know what virtue you have, how can someone bear you for more than a week? Thank God for the idea of ​​sacking you with a sack and beating you up!"

"She is willing." Sherlock glanced at Lestrade lightly and said. For some reason, Lestrade could see complacency from his expressionless face, and he was quite complacent. For Lestrade, whose wife is separated and divorced, it has the same lethality as flashing together before.The good detective had a trickle of jealousy in his heart, and said resentfully: "You are so proud, you are still secretly in love. Speaking of which, do you need me to teach you some tricks to court girls?"

To Lestrade's surprise, Sherlock didn't blow his hair this time, but turned his head and replied, "Thank you, no need."

Lestrade was taken aback, and made sure in case he misunderstood: "Your 'thank you' was completely devoid of irony, wasn't it?"

Sherlock, who had a brisk attitude before, raised his eyebrows after hearing what the inspector said, "If you insist on telling me that since you first fell in love at the age of 15, the five relationships you have established so far , There are a few paragraphs about you being dumped, believe me I am not very happy to talk about it."

This is the familiar gesture of Lestrade, the good detective twitched his mouth, and decided that next time he will worry about this guy's private life, he will jump the Thames, "Now let's talk about this double murder Bar."

At this moment, Sherlock's cell phone rang, and he took it out of his coat pocket, looked at it, and said, "Well, it's as expected.

Lestrade: "What?"

Sherlock put the phone back casually, and said in a casual tone, "It's a triple murder now."

Lestrade stared at Sherlock for a few seconds, why wasn't he surprised?It was originally an ordinary robbery case, but after Sherlock got involved, the case was like a wild horse running wild, from a double murder case to the death of the murderer and the victim, and now there is a third party? "Tell me, who?"

"Boss, Detective Thomas from the Narcotics Division is here. He wants to discuss with you the case of the murder of an undercover policeman." The case file was handed to Detective Thomas, and he turned around and said to Sherlock, who was obviously impatient: "The higher authorities are more concerned about this case, so how about this case you mentioned, or I will come back to you and talk about it in detail? Or you Let Erin write another report like the old case analysis she gave us yesterday?"

"The current facts once again prove that you can't count on the efficiency of your Scotland Yard, just wait." Sherlock still did not forget to taunt when he left the office. The administrator of the room called, but he was still pressing his forehead, and his tone was inevitably bad: "What's wrong?"

"Mr. Holmes said you agreed—"

"You said Sherlock, what do you want him to do!" Lestrade put the phone on the phone without asking anything in detail, whoever cares about this guy will go, this time even if the little black car comes to pick him up again, he Don't do it anymore!

Then, Sherlock left Scotland Yard holding the box containing the evidence in the Albert Hawke case openly.And Gu He said that Irene, who was writing the autopsy report at Barts Hospital, was waiting for him outside Scotland Yard, and there was a cardboard box at her feet. When she saw him coming out, she waved to him and showed a brilliant smile, "Sherlock !"

The corners of Sherlock's mouth raised unconsciously, and when he got to Irene's side, he said with 'disgust': "It was silly to do that just now."

Irene widened her eyes, thought for a while and replied, "Compared to drinking Pu'er tea with two sugar cubes in it?"

"Didn't you listen to me and put sugar cubes in it?" Sherlock said with a sticky snort from his nose.

Erin picked up the cardboard box at her feet, and walked side by side with Sherlock, "So what about pretending to be asleep?"

Not to be outdone, Sherlock said, "You even broke off the corner of the experiment table."

"Your teeth hit mine—" Irene blurted out without thinking, but luckily the car stopped halfway through, and both of them recalled the heart-pounding kiss they received in the laboratory, Immediately, he looked left and right without looking at each other.

After a while, Sherlock still said: "You have to know that there is a gap between theory and practice."

Irene didn't react at first: "Huh?"

Sherlock immediately pretended that he didn't say anything, and raised his chin at Irene: "Tell me about the situation you found."

"Sherlock, you are right. Alan Bryan, the family doctor of Hawke's family is an accomplice. He was killed three days ago. The police officer in charge of this case ruled it as a robbery and homicide. Given that Alan Bryan When Len Bryan was found, his watch and wallet were missing, and the drawer showed signs of being pulled open. The police officer thought that Mr. Alan Bryan might have frightened the suspect when he came home, so the suspect gave Shot Alan Blaine. Sadly, this case is still unsolved. If you ask me how I know so well, I will tell you that I read the case file and it is here Already." Irene motioned to the cardboard box in her hand, and winked at Sherlock.

Sherlock turned his head and said solemnly: "Concentrate and continue to talk about the doubts you found." At this time, they all walked to the main road, and Sherlock waved smartly and shouted: "Taxi!"

However, usually, a taxi would pull over immediately after he waved his hand, which made other Londoners who didn't even wait for a taxi for half an hour envy and hate, but this time it didn't happen.

After 2 minutes, Sherlock uttered the name of the "culprit" from his mouth with a drooping face and gritted his teeth, "Damn fat man! Are you still laughing?"

"I think you now agree with me that there is a bright spot in McCoff's strict surveillance, okay, stop staring at me, I won't say it, now let's go to the subway, You are so familiar with the topographic map of London, you must know how we should take the subway."

After being praised by Irene in a disguised form, Sherlock's complexion improved, but soon Irene realized that her expression became tangled: "Wait, Mycroft did this because he didn't like you and me. Becoming a boyfriend and girlfriend? I'm not surprised that he would know this so quickly, um, I didn't find out that the laboratory was monitored, or is there something I was negligent about?"

Sherlock's face turned black, he would settle a deal with the fat man himself, what made him inexplicably dissatisfied was Irene's attitude, he squinted at her: "You don't seem to care that the fat man opposes the escalation of our relationship This matter? I thought you cared about his attitude."

Erin didn't answer immediately, but pondered instead.

Sherlock's face became even more stinky, he was glad that he spared no effort to smear yesterday, no, he described McCoff's true face truthfully, and made him a tall image in Irene's heart - believe Sherlock, he will definitely Won't admit it—it's coming crashing down.But now Irene seems to be careless about the attitude of the two of them upgrading their relationship, and it reminds him of the fat man's mention that she will return to her time and space, which makes Sherlock unhappy anyway.

Irene said solemnly after pondering: "Sherlock, I don't deny that I texted McCoff yesterday, and the answer he gave me made my thoughts flutter, but after seeing you, I gave up. With that in mind, all I know is that I like you and I want to be with you forever. Seriously, it's so good that you like me too, you don't know when you say that, I feel— —”

Shocked, Sherlock said angrily, "Shut up!"

"I just want you to know my heart, Sherlock." Irene's black and white eyes were full of sincerity, "I like you."

Sherlock couldn't take his gaze away from her beautiful eyes, but said dishonestly: "I told you not to say it!"

Irene also had a panoramic view of Sherlock's reaction, and she smiled and asked, "What else?"

Sherlock said quickly, "Or I'll kiss you."